Ch. 6 – Christmas Day Fun
Hermione felt a hand nudging her constantly before she realized where she was or what she was doing. Her and Ron had fallen asleep around three that morning, and as she opened an eye slowly she realized it was 6:15 A.M. Hermione let out a grunt as she was trying to roll back over and sleep. That persistent hand was still there.
"Mommy, Santa's here!!!" A familiar voice came through clearly. Hermione opened both eyes to see Charles standing there and Harry right behind him.
"Charles, how about we go to sleep for another couple of hours and then we can go see what Santa brought…" Hermione smiled at her son, but he didn't smile back.
"No, Mommy! I want Santa gifts now!" Charles yelled, waking Ron.
"Mmm… What's going on…" Ron murmured from the other side of the bed.
"Okay Charles, fine. I'll be there in a minute. Go see your Grandma."
After Charles had left, Hermione rolled back over. Ron had projected himself up on his elbows and was now yawning widely.
"Kids." Hermione whispered and stood up, looking around for pants and a Christmas sweatshirt.
"Gosh, it's 6:15 in the morning… I can't wait until they're teenagers and they sleep in till noon." Ron grinned at his wife who was now doing her hair. She saw his grin in the reflection of the mirror she was looking into and smiled back.
"I wonder if Harry and Ginny are back yet…" Hermione said as she grabbed for her make-up bag.
Just then they heard Harry's familiar voice from the room down the hall. "Charles and Harry, it's too early in the morning. Go back to bed…"
"I guess that's a yes." Ron said as he started to climb out of bed. Charles and Harry came running back down the hall to their parents' bedroom.
"Mommy, can we go! Can we go?" Harry was eagerly anticipating the gift opening and he couldn't hide it in his expression.
Hermione looked down at both of them. "Let's wait for Daddy, okay? Go play in your rooms for a few minutes."
Charles and Harry both nodded obediently and left.
Hermione turned around to find Ron in a loss of wear he had put his suitcase.
"It's under the bed, I put it there to make more room." Hermione said matter-of-factly, and turned back to the mirror to apply her mascara.
"Ah, my wife. The most organized person in the states and Britain." Ron smiled sweetly as he pulled out his over-packed suitcase from beneath the bed.
Hermione was putting in her new Christmas tree earrings when she felt those soft, little kisses being placed on the back of her neck. Then she felt Ron's hands go to her hips.
"Ron… please. Not now."
She heard him make the little whimpering noises he always made when he didn't get his way.
"I love you, 'Mione…" He whispered as he buried his face into her hair.
Hermione couldn't help but grin from ear to ear. How could she resist a man who loved her for her, even on her bad days.
He started to place those kisses on the back of her neck again when there was a knock at the door.
"Yes?" Ron said in an annoyed fashion.
"Ron, your kids are about to bust if they don't open those presents in like the next… thirty seconds." Harry's familiar yet sleepy voice floated under the closed door.
"We'll be down there in a few minutes, Harry." Ron said, focusing yet again on covering Hermione's neck with kisses.
"Ron, we should really get down…" Hermione turned to face her husband, but before she had time to finish her sentence, his lips moved from her neck to her lips.
Ron's tongue began to explore Hermione's inviting mouth. Her hands naturally went up to be around his neck. His hands, which had been on her hips about five seconds ago, were desperately tugging at her shirt. Hermione's arms went up, allowing Ron to pull her shirt off with ease.
Immediately following, Hermione's hands fell back around his neck again. His mouth began to move from hers, down her neck, to her collar bones and cleavage area.
"Ron…" she sighed, smiling.
"Yes, 'Mione?" He muttered, not quitting what he was doing.
"I… the kids… presents… santa…" She was struggling for words.
"They can wait a few more minutes…"
Just then, Ginny walked in and gasped.
"Oh, my! I'm SO SORRY!" Ginny started to shut the door again.
"No, Ginny, stop!" Hermione pushed Ron away and grabbed for her red turtle neck sweater. "We're sorry, Gin. We just… lost track of…"
Before Hermione couldn't finish, Gin interrupted her.
"It's okay, Hermione. I understand completely. Just wait 'til I tell you about last night. But, now, the kids are begging for you guys to come downstairs." Gin smiled at her sister-in-law.
"I promise this time, I'll be done in two minutes."
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"Wow, mommy the broom daddy bought me is just like his!" Harry's smile couldn't get any wider as he eyed his new broom thoughtfully.
"Ron, that's a great gift. I can tell what you want his goal in life to be." Hermione smiled at her loving husband who was playing with Charles and one of his new toys.
"And.. Mione, this one's for you." Ginny read aloud and lightly tossed a small box to Hermione.
Hermione smiled as she read the card.
'My love, you'll always have it,
I hope you enjoy receiving this as much as I enjoyed picking it out.
I love you with all my heart and always will, 'Mione.
Your loving husband of 13 years and many more to come,
Ron'
Hermione became anxious and carefully undid the gold shining wrapping paper to uncover a velvet navy blue jewelry box. She slowly pushed the top open to reveal a beautiful necklace on a gold chain. The necklace itself was a ruby shaped into a small rose, a perfect match to the bracelet he had given her on their first year (of dating anniversary) that had small roses all the way around it.
"Ron! It's PERFECT!" Hermione had never felt as happy as this before in her life, (except her wedding day).
"I thought you might like it." Ron grinned a little at his wife who, as he could see, was ecstatic.
"Let me see, Mione!" Ginny squealed.
Hermione handed Ginny the navy blue jewelry box.
"Look, Harry! It's gourgeous! Why don't you ever get me anything like this?" She added playfully.
Harry shot Ron one of those 'Why didn't you tell me you were also getting your wife jewelry, I'm going to kill you for showing me up' look. Ron smiled and shrugged at Harry.
"Hey, Gin! Pass it over here!" Gina exclaimed, watching Hermione give Ron a thank you kiss on the cheek.
"Ron, it's the best Christmas gift I could ever get… well besides our baby." Hermione whispered in his ear and giggled.
"I love you so much, Mione. I want this to be the best Christmas for you ever. Want to go take a walk after the kids finish opening their presents?" Ron whispered back to her.
Hermione nodded her head slightly and changed her concentration back to her children who were on their last couple of presents.
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